C226 Guests of Jiwu

"Guest?" I looked at Wu Xiang hesitantly, and Wu Xiang took out the bronze mirror. The expression on the mirror was as perplexed as mine. While I was talking to myself, I was also asking for his opinion. "He knows quite a lot of people, but I've never seen him before. What kind of guests are they?"

"He's a bad old man in his seventies, right?" The woman pursed her lips